A/N- … I'm bored here home alone. Dads at work, mom is out in court looking crap up about the stupid dog that my uncle left us while he's away. And the sad thing is, I just got out of the shower and didn't feel like doing anything, so I stole my sisters towel and I'm just sitting here typing and watching Ice Age… this is sad. Still sick…

And just so you know, the school was closed down for a few years because the ministry thought it wasn't safe, with all the attacks that were made on Hogwarts during the war. They thought attacks would still be made because death eaters wanted revenge. And the Ministry (for once) was right. For about five years after, there were still attacks being made, the dark mark still shown brightly. So the school was closed until Attacks slowed down. Then Harry and Professor McGonnagal pushed to get the school opened again. Now, Harry and Minerva are both Headmaster and Headmistress of Hogwarts.

Disclaimer- I do not own HP, Far-Side, or lemon tasting objects

Lemonade

11 years and 2 months later…

Lucinda Lilianna Belle Potter-Weasley ran down the spiral staircase that would lead her downstairs. This girl was beautiful, she had flaming red hair and lime green eyes with golden specks. Her skin was a soft cream color. She wore a baggy T-shirt that featured a Far-Side comic and a pair of black shorts. Her feet were bare, slapping along the cold metal stairs.

Reaching the ground floor, she then ran to the kitchen, only to be stopped by her father.

"Lily, you know you cant go in there until seven," he said, scolding her. "It's only 6:30. And, no I can't tell you what's in there, your mother made me swear not to." He gave her a mischievous grin. This man was a man of many talents, a person everyone knew and adored. He was Harry Potter, a famous wizard that defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort two times, escaped him six times, and ridiculed him constantly. Harry ruffled his daughter's hair and pushed her towards the stairs again. "Go wake the others, and maybe we con convince your mother to make breakfast early. Its not everyday your oldest turns eleven years old." They both smiled at each other and Lily ran upstairs.

Lily found herself on the second floor in front of an oak door. She knocked loudly to wake her sister, Chloe. No answer. "CHLOE! Wake up! Its almost time for breakfast!" Lily yelled at the door while pounding on it.

It creaked open to reveal a small girl, about the age of nine, with black hair and hazel eyes. "What do you want?" she snapped tiredly.

"I'm hungry and I want breakfast early. So wake up," Lily shouted from down the hall. "I'm going to go wake the others. You might want to help me" She walked quickly to another door. Knocking again, she opened the door to an unwelcome site. Dirty laundry strewn everywhere, and a horrible smell wafted in the air. Stepping over the mess, which was difficult to do, Lily reached one of the beds that occupied the room. She shook the body, until it started shaking her back.

It screamed. "Arrg!" The covers were pulled back to reveal a small boy with jet black hair and deep forest green eyes. "LILY! What is your problem?" He looked at her as if lobsters were crawling out of her ears and nostrils.

"Oh, Jamsey. Don't you know what day it is?" she asked as if she hadn't done anything wrong at all. "Its July 29th, so get your little booty downstairs so we can eat breakfast." She looked over to the other bed. "You might want to wake Sirius up as well. Because I have to go and wake up the other two."

James got up and crossed the room as Lily left. She walked down the hall to the spiral staircase, and started climbing upwards. Reaching the landing and walking past two doors, she happened upon two small girls lying in the hall.

One of the girls was a bright blonde and was wearing a pink bathrobe and orange pants. The other had a reddish tinge to her blonde locks. She was wearing a purple bathrobe and green capris were showing. Lily bent down and shook their shoulders gently. "Lyn, Ryn, wake up. Its time for breakfast."

They stirred. The strawberry-blonde opened her hazel eyes. "Happy Birthday, Lily."

"Thanks, kid, but its time to get up so move it, you little munchkins!" She slapped their butts lightly as they stood up. They got up and smoothed their hair as they followed Lily down stairs.

They reached the second floor again and Lily went over to Chloe's door. This time she knocked lightly and the door opened. Chloe came out and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a dark blue bathrobe, undone in the middle to show a white shirt and pink pants. The two girls walked over to the boys' room and knocked.

"We'll be down in a minute," came the reply.

"You better be, or "I'm coming back up here to harass you, two," Lily yelled through the door. "Or better yet, I'll bring Remmy up here!" At that line, the door opened and the two boys ran out and down the spiral stairs. "That's what I thought," she muttered to herself as she and Chloe giggled.

They made their way down to the entrance of the kitchen were the two sets of twins were waiting for them. Lily looked at the clock: 6:45. Darn it! Fifteen minutes left.

The door swung open. Harry stepped out. "Your breakfast awaits, Miss." He bowed down to allow Lily into the kitchen, followed by her siblings. They had entered a wondrous smelling kitchen. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, sausage, and hash browns, the best smells in the world. They all sat down around the wooden table that sat eight people.

"Morning, mum!" all six children called out as their mother came in carrying presents.

"Morning, darlings," she replied back. "Happy Birthday, Lily-Belle." She sat five presents down in front of her and kissed her cheek.

"Thanks, mum," she smiled a toothy smile back. She looked at each one carefully, as not to break anything inside, as her mother handed smaller presents to the other children. "Can, I open them now?"

"Go, ahead, its your birthday," Harry answered her. He sat down next to his eldest daughter to watch her facial reactions, one of his favorite pastimes.

The girl ripped through the smallest of the five. She opened the box that contained it, and inside was a picture frame with a picture of the family, and underneath it was a picture of her and her parents. "Its beautiful!" Propping them up, she moved on to the next box. It was long and thin. "A broomstick! Thank you, so much!" Hugging her parents she handed it to Chloe so she could admire it. It was sent around the table. She moved on once again, this time, it was a bunch of books. "A guide to wandless magic, Hogwarts a History," "Ginny! Why did you give her that? Its one of the most boring book ever." "Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, and A Guide to Your Chocolate Frog Cards." Opening the next box, she found it was an animal crate. "A Kitten! Oh, mummy! Thank you!" And the last gift was "A Quidditch set! Oh, my, gosh! Thank you daddy!"

"Now that you've opened your presents, I think the other should go," Harry said smiling at his daughters excitement of her gifts.

Chloe opened hers, a new book. "A Little Sisters Guide to Annoying Her Older Siblings."

"Don't encourage her," Lily protested as she read the front cover of the book.

Sirius and James opened theirs to find muggle toys, fake Star Wars Light sabers. They high-fived each other when they opened it, as they were huge Star Wars fans.

Ryn and Lyn received blankets, so they could sleep out in the hall without getting cold or messing up their beds.

After they all opened their gifts, Ginny served them their food. "What would everyone like to drink?" she asked, knowing the answers. She gave Lily a hot chocolate, Chloe decided to drink tea, and the boys chose orange juice.

"We want lemonade!" Lyn and Ryn sheiked.

"Why lemonade? Its morning, drink something with less sugar in it," Ginny said conjuring juice glasses in front of them.

"Please?" sadly, they had mastered the puppy dog pout. "Lemons are fruit, and we need fruit to live."

"Not that kind of fruit." Ginny sighed. "Alright. Just Today, because its your sisters birthday." She filled the glasses with the yellow liquid.

After breakfast, the family prepared to go to Diagon Alley to get a few party Items for Lily, Harry, and a family friend, Neville's birthday party the next day. As Lily was putting the finishing touches on her hair, Harry pulled her aside. Taking her to the fourth floor, he opened a door. This was their storage room.

"I wanted to give you something before we leave for Hogwarts this year," he said picking out a trunk with his initials on it. Opening it he said, "Don't tell your mother about this." Lily grinned, she loved keeping secrets with her father.

They were a really close couple. Harry would always share his Hogwarts experience with her as bedtime stories, but it was always first through third, he never said anything about the rest of the years. Lily knew it was because in his fourth year Lord Voldemort had returned. Her parents made a point not to tell their children about the horrors they faced.

While Lily stood there, watching her father, he had found what he was looking for, a cloak and a old piece of parchment. "This," he said pointing to the map, "is the Marauders Map. It tell you how to get to certain places, where people are, and shows you secret passageways." Lily opened it to find nothing on the page, giving him a quizzical look. Harry laughed. "You have to say, 'I solemnly swear I am up to no good,' and then open it." She did as she was told.

"Wow, so wait. Peeves is in the trophy room bouncing across the walls?" She asked looking at every crevice and every room. Harry nodded, ready to move on to the cloak.

"And this," he held up the cloak, "was the only item I got of my parents. It was my dad's invisibility cloak. Came in handy while sneaking to the kitchens."

"So, this is the cloak that you carried Norbert under to take him to Uncle Charlie?" Lily admired the cloak, putting it on she disappeared. "Its quite large."

"Large enough to fit four teenage boys under," Harry told her. "My dad, Sirius Black, and Uncle Reamus."

Lily looked at him again, but this time he couldn't see her expression. "I thought you said four."

"I did, the fourth person is a traitor," he said looking down at his feet, not knowing what to say. "Peter Pettigrew, one of my dad's friend of Hogwarts. He later became a death eater. He died a while ago in Azkaban."

Lily and Harry were silent for about five minutes. "Harry, Lily, time to go!" came the voice of Ginny. "Get a move on, or we shall be late to Grandma and Grandpas house."

"Lets be off." Harry stood up and escorted Lily to her room to put away her new prized possessions. Then they met the family downstairs next to the fireplace. "I'll see you lot there," and Harry apparated.

"Wimp," Ginny muttered. Remembering the first time he had ever used floo powder. "Go on Lily and take your handful and be off.

And Lily did as she was told…

A/N- YAY! Only took me 2 days to write that, even though its kinda short… atleast its longer than the Pro. Well best be off to reclaim my spot at the telly. Until next time. R+R!